Appointing a General as a Concubine: Where Can General Xiao Escape?

Yesterday, she agreed without knowing what the West Street Long Bridge was and because of Murong Shu's arrival.

If she had known that today was Chinese Valentine's Day, and that the place Qi Yue asked her to meet was at Magpie Bridge, and that there was a Yue Lao Temple across the street, she would never have come.

The two walked to the bridge, and Xiao Mo stopped and looked at the lake below.

"Qi Yue, stop here." She lowered her voice and seriously called out to the person who passed her and walked in front.

Qi Yue turned around and looked at her, frowning in confusion.

The two of them just looked at each other from a few meters apart, and for a moment, no one spoke.

After a while, Qi Yue took two steps forward and wanted to hold Xiao Mo's hand again, but Xiao Mo dodged behind him.

"I know what you mean. Maybe I didn't reject you clearly enough before. Now I'll tell you again, I don't like you, and I don't want to be the Princess of Jin. Please don't do these meaningless things again in the future."

Qi Yue narrowed his eyes and stared at her, his gaze growing colder and colder. "As the only person who could possibly become the crown prince of Nanyao Country, you say you don't like me? Then who do you like, Qi Minxiu?"

His identity is indeed the most likely to become the crown prince at present.

Among the emperor's children, only Qi Suyuan, Qi Yue and Qi Minxiu were adult princes.

The oldest of the others was only six years old, and the twelve-year-old Ninth Prince died of asthma last year. The age gap between them was immediately apparent.

Among the three, although Qi Suyuan was the second prince and was born to the late queen, he could do nothing except drinking and having fun. The emperor had tried to teach him, but when he found it was useless, he let him do as he pleased.

Qi Minxiu was born to the emperor's favorite concubine, and he once had great hopes for her. However, things did not go as he wished. When he was planning to train him as the crown prince, he became paralyzed.

Qi Yue was as good as Qi Minxiu in every aspect since he was a child. Finally, the emperor had no choice but to turn his attention to him.

In the past two years, whenever there was a problem in the local area, he would send Qi Yue to deal with it.

The first was to give him some experience and test his abilities, and the second was to tell everyone that he intended to establish a crown prince.

Qi Yue always handled things well every time he went out, and basically completed them ahead of schedule, which made the emperor very satisfied.

Although he had not yet appointed a crown prince, everyone in the court knew who was most likely to become their next king.

Xiao Mo looked at Qi Yue quietly: "Like or not has nothing to do with status. If I don't like someone, I won't like him even if he is the emperor. If I like someone, I will still like him even if he is a beggar."

These words angered Qi Yue, who was already unhappy, and he approached Xiao Mo coldly.

"If that's the case, why didn't you try your best to keep Shen Hanzhou? And why did you send him to such a far place?"

Xiao Mo clenched her fists helplessly. It would be fine if she didn't mention him, but she got angry when she did. "I explained it, but you didn't believe me."

"If he's the beggar you're talking about, I'll kill him no matter where he is."

Qi Yue said this in Xiao Mo's ear.

The latter closed his eyes and was silent for a while, feeling helpless and angry. "I don't like people who threaten me in everything."

Qi Yue heard the compromise in her tone, and the sharpness in his eyes subsided a little. He took her hand and played with it again: "Don't go against me in everything, and I will naturally not threaten you in everything."

"Where else do you want to go?" Xiao Mo asked indifferently with a blank expression.

"I want to go see the marriage tree on the hill behind Yue Lao Temple."

She pulled back the hand that Qi Yue was playing with and walked past him coldly.

Qi Yue turned around and followed, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

His mother was right. To deal with a temperamental person like Xiao Mo, one had to use both soft and hard tactics, and be a little thick-skinned.

"Hey, wait for me!"

The two of them, one with a stern face and the other with a smiling face, were led down the temple by the abbot to the big marriage tree on the back mountain.

Xiao Mo looked at the huge monster in front of her with some shock. Qi Yue beside her looked at her face, his mouth almost grinning to his ears.

After a while, the little monk from the temple came up with a tray with two pieces of red paper, two red ropes and a brush on it.

The host explained: "Two people write their loved ones on a piece of paper, tie a red string to one end, and then tie the other end of the red string to the treetop, and your wish will come true."

Qi Yue happily took the paper and pen, raised his hand and neatly wrote the two big words "Xiao Mo". After writing, he tied a red rope and hung it on the tree. The whole set of movements was smooth and completed in one go.

On the other hand, Xiao Mo looked at the remaining paper and rope on the tray and was reluctant to reach out.

It was only when Qi Yue stuffed the pen into her hand that she came to her senses and gave him an unpleasant look.

"Childish." She muttered loudly and wrote his name under Qi Yue's gaze.

After finishing writing, he quickly reached out and grabbed it, quickly hanging it on the tree, as if he was afraid that she would change her mind.

After doing all this, although Xiao Mo was dissatisfied, she still bowed.

After paying her respects, she didn't wait for Qi Yue, but turned around and walked towards the gate.

Qi Yue was not annoyed by her cold attitude, but instead chased after her with a smile on his face.

What he didn't know was that the moment they stepped out of the Yue Lao Temple, Xiao Mo's red rope fell to the ground along with the branch.

On the street, Qi Yue was in a good mood and asked Xiao Mo whether she liked this or that.

Regardless of whether Xiao Mo responds or not, he will take out the silver and buy them all.

"These are all vulgar things. If you don't like them, take them back and give them to the servants. I have many rare treasures in my house that were given to me by my father. Do you want to take a look? If you like anything, just take it away."

He saw that Xiao Mo was always depressed and didn't talk to him. She occasionally glanced at the things she bought but quickly looked away. He thought she didn't like these little things.

But he didn't know that Xiao Mo never liked rare things. As long as she liked it, even if it was just a small item, she would still like it.

Qi Yue also noticed this from her reaction.

He stopped asking questions frequently and instead observed Xiao Mo's eyes as she looked towards the two sides of the street.

Not long after she left, a small vendor selling fans caught her attention.

She walked forward, picked up the folding fans on the table and opened them one by one.

One of the fans, which had a beautiful picture of mountains and rivers painted on it, caught her attention.

"How much is this?" She handed the folding fan to the shop owner.

The boss took one look and said with a smile, "Six coins."

Just as Xiao Mo was about to take out the money, Qi Yue took out a gold ingot from behind and placed it on the table where the fans were placed.

The boss glared at me, startled. "No, sir, you can't do that."

"It's okay, he has money, just take it if he gives it to you." Xiao Mo picked up the ingot and stuffed it into the boss's hand.

This ingot is nothing to Qi Yue, but it is a huge sum of money to the boss. After all, he is a prince and has no worries about food and clothing, so he can just consider it as helping the people.

It has to be said that Xiao Mo had a bit of revenge in mind when doing this.